Dear, Lost Love.

Dear, lost love. The morning sickness sucks.

Dear Lost Love,

          The morning sickness sucks, especially without you. The dreams fill my head with regret, my mind slips away, my tears stinging my face. You were the savior in my dreams, when I fell, when I was down, when I had no-where left to cry.

Love, Piper and your Son.

(Piper POV)

           My nightmare started back with Apollo and Jason, right before he died. Everything was fine for one spilt second and then. And then he was gone. The words gone didn't seem to show what I felt at the moment.  How could anyone possibly know what to do with a nightmare like this?
          Fear and pain burned my face, but then, before I could even blink back my tears, my dream morphed into a hospital room. It was the operating room at Camp Half Blood. I was in labor.
          I was lying down on the bed, Annabeth, Percy, some of my siblings, Leo, Hazel, Frank, and Nico all stood beside me holding my hand and telling me to breath and whatnot. Will and Kayla were the end of the bed checking my dilation, I guess?
          "You are 10 centimeters in Dilation, he's sure ready to come out now," Kayla looked up at me. A grin on her face. Will was next to her working away at organizing the medical tray.
          The pain was already escalating. I was crushing Leo and Annabeth's hands. I nodded and pushed, whilst scream my lungs off.
          "One more push, Pipes. You can do this," Will said after about 10 minutes of pushing. Can't this kid get the hell out of me!
          "I can't," I huffed crying. "This kid is gonna kill me!"
          "Come on Piper. You got this. Supersized mcshizel believes in you!" Leo comforted me. He sounded like was holding back tears, probably because I was crushing his hand.
           
          I pushed one last time, and felt a huge relief on my body. That soon changed when I didn't hear my child crying. I frantically looking around for my baby, any sign that he was ok.
          When I finally found him, he was not breathing. He wasn't crying, he didn't open his eyes, he didn't try to grab anything, he didn't move a dam muscle. Then I saw it.
          At first it didn't register in my mind. How could a newborn have a spear through there heart? But it was there. Burning through my mind. Scarring me for life.
          Will and Kayla took his pulse. They looked up with sad eyes and shook there heads.
          My child, Jason's child, was gone. Just the way Jason has gone.

          I gasped for air, eyes shooting open, sweat falling down my face and neck, I was grabbing onto my bed sheet in the Aphrodite cabin.
          Before I realized It, I was on the bathroom floor, puking my guts out. I looked at the clock on the wall that read 3:32 am. I sighed and took into expectance that I wasn't dying, it was just morning Sickness. I was 4 months pregnant and still had morning sickness. Schist.
          My half-sister, Lacy, made her way into the bathroom with a towel. She looked at me and wet the towel with hot water and wiped me face.
          "Morning sickness?" She asked.

          "Yea, how did ya know how to help me?" I asked taking a sip of water from the sink.

          "My dad has lots of wives, so I have a lot of younger half siblings. Seen a lot of stuff no kid should see," she shook her head laughing. I chuckled a bit with her.

           "Thank you, Lacy. You're the best sister anyone could have," I said sitting down against the wall.

           "You're welcome, sis. But, if you don't mind me asking, why did you wake up all sweaty and scared? You looked like a deer in front of a car!" Lacy asked as she sat down next to me, comforting me.

          "It was a nightmare," I said. "I was in labor, an–and when he came out. H–he was dead, the same way Jason..." I trailed off, not want to say died.

           "I'm so sorry Pipes!" She pulled me into a bone crushing hug. "WAIT, did you say he?" She screeched.

          "Oh, right. Will told me yesterday at a check up. I mean he is no OB, but he does know a little something about babies," I told her, with a small grin on my face. "You're the first one to know,"

      
          Her smile grew so big it was almost creepy. Screamed a small squeal and crushed me in another huge bone crushing hug.
          Mitchell came running into the bathroom in his plaid boxer shorts and a t-shirt that read: yea imma child of Aphrodite. Enjoy my sight. ;)
          He had his sword in his hand with his eyes closed and asking 'whose there!' Over and over. When he open his eyes to my and Lacy's laughter, he turned a bright red and sat down next to me as I filled him in.

          "Man, I wish he was here to see this," I said out of no where.

          "Yeah, we all do Pipes," they both said in sync.

(A/n: so these are all kinda short chapters. I am hoping to make at least 15 but that might be a stretch cuz I'm new at this.

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